The 100; a panfandom game

(SPN!)LUCIFER:

Give me the coat.

It keeps raining odd playing cards on my head. Which would be a worrying sentence were I not learning to shrug off these things.

Poe, I'm fairly sure some of these are from that game you and your friends play. I haven't a clue about the rest. One has a pair of dogs on it? Anyhow, I will keep them, in case anyone finds more and would like to take them off my hands.

[FILTERED TO KILI AND THORIN]

Gentlemen. Would either of you be willing to fill a personal commission for throwing knives? I have found some steel that would suit. There's not much, and it is hardly the finest quality, but it will suffice.

I did wonder whether the prospect of President Trump was a sign of the end times, but I'll admit I didn't quite expect it to go like this. At least I'm dressed for the weather. My name's Poppet. Allegedly I'm to be a teacher.

This is horseshit. Someone explain what's actually happening here and not what them yahoos in that damn med-wing were going on about.

So, I fell from the sky in a pod and landed on.. post-nuke Earth? Nothing like feeling like you're trapped in the plot of a really bad movie. Don't even get me started on the whole memory thing

Bonnie, Caroline? Someone told me you guys were here.

Everyone else - Hi, my name is Elena Gilbert.

So I kind of unabashedly love Dirty Dancing and may or may not have had a crush on Patrick Swayze through my formative years because of it. He's like the wind.

Movie night makes me miss being able to go to movie premieres and stuff. Not that there was as much time to do so over the last while back home, but still.

Good evening!

I am Alexander Graham Bell, newly arrived here just this afternoon and extremely grateful that Jacob and Miss Frye came to explain things. Jacob has also informed me that we are to go to the tavern and celebrate my arrival, but I couldn't have this sort of communication device in my hands and not give it a try first thing. You have come a very long way from the telegraph!

I am lately of the year 1868 and the city of London, where I was employed as a teacher of music and elocution. Here, I am to be working with the toolmakers, which I'm quite excited about. I can't wait to see what other brilliant devices you

Jacob says it's time to get pissed. Chat further down at the pub, shall we? I'm taking this thing with me.

WHO: Crowley and SPN!Lucifer
WHEN: Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting
WHERE: Isle of Skye, Scotland
WHAT: Remember how Crowley is screwed and he knows it? Lucifer tracks down Crowley
WARNINGS: Full warnings TBA as they develop-- sexual overtones (creepy/violent implications), Crowley's human blood addiction. MASSIVE SPN season 11 spoilers.


( After learning about Lucifer, Crowley had buggered off )

Team Trek

I was going to make a comment about people's parents being busy nine months ago, but then I realized that might be consider "conduct unbecoming an officer." So, let's pretend I'm following regs.

Dinner, tomorrow. We're all still here after the recent departures AND we have birthdays to celebrate. I can't promise cake, but I can promise a special surprise that Lauren and I have been working on.

Bring whoever else you want.